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Today's Fable

OK, I'm a little late posting, but here's today's fable. It's one that reflects my Lakota roots. Enjoy. - Haylee V

The Brave and the Rattlesnake

One day, a Lakota brave went up a mountain into the timberlines to gather wood for the fire. While he was busy gathering the wood, he happened upon a rattlesnake, shivering in the cold.

"Brother brave," the snake said, pleading, "Please help me. I am freezing up here, and if I stay much longer, I shall surely die."

True Riches - A Fable by Haylee V

OK, Gentle Readers, here's today's fable for your enjoyment.
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True Riches
(c) 2017
Haylee V

One day, a farmer went to the convenience store to feed his one vice -- gambling. He knew that the odds were against him ever hitting it big, but he indulged himself once a week, allowing himself to purchase a single $1 lottery ticket. He had never won, but got joy just the same by the anticipation.

His wife, however, saw this as a needless expense.

Inner Demons, AKA Journals of an Angry Trans Gurl - Chapter 2.3

Inner Demons, AKA "Journals of an Angry Trans Gurl"
© 2017 Haylee V

* This is a true account of my life experiences. All persons portrayed in this story are based on actual people I've met throughout my life, and the events portrayed actually happened. No malice is intended to those individuals involved, and names have been altered to protect the identities of the people portrayed. *

Daily Parable

Many years ago, a very wealthy nobleman took his son with him to tour his vast lands. Along the way, the son saw many of the nobleman's poor serfs. As night approached, and being far from home, they reached perhaps the poorest serf they had encountered. The man and wife looked bedraggled - their clothes were little more than rags, their small hovel run-down, and crowded by them and their three children. Cats and dogs ran in and out frequently, and the food was nothing more than fruits and vegetables -- there was no meat, no cheeses, no bread, and especially no wine.

Funny Joke

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I was reading through my comments today on my parable, "True Riches", and something AuPreviner said resonated with me, and reminded me of this joke, which I'm sharing...

Q: What do you get when you play a country song backwards?

A: Sober and pardoned / paroled, plus you get your wife back, your house back, your truck back, your dog back...

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I've got a Master's level education

According to the Internet, and this test, I have a Master's degree. Funny thing, though. If I do, it must be invisible. Perhaps I should call my dean and have my TWO ASSOCIATES revised???

Haylee V

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Daily Parables...

I hope my readers are enjoying these, and they bring a little extra SPARKLE to your lives. I will try, for as long as my health allows me, to post one daily. I think you will all like tomorrow's venue -- The Richest Pauper. It is one I personally wrote.

*Kisses*
Haylee V

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Another Parable

Once upon a time, two Buddhist monks were walking along after a horrendous thunderstorm, marveling at how nature could be, in one instance, so tranquil and beautiful, yet in another, so violent and devastating. As they were walking along the path, they soon saw the wood bridge spanning a fjord had been washed away, leaving little way to cross the stream except to wade in the swiftly-moving water. As they were removing their sandals to do so, they noticed a young woman, heavy with child, struggling to ford the raging current.

Delays

I think I should take a small break from Demons for a little bit, to give my rainbows, lollipops, and unicorns happy -- fluffy meter a chance to recharge. Shouldn't be more than a week or two. I have a SOLO I'm working on, which I'll post in a few days, that hopefully will answer the oft-asked, but never answered question, Why me? It'll be up in a few days. Alicia is only half-finished, which irks me a little, as I know I promised to have it up on the 17th.

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The Difference Between Heaven And Hell

I heard a story the other day, and I thought I'd share it with everyone. I'm not entirely sure, but I think it may have come from an old Ann Landers column or something...

The Difference Between Heaven And Hell

A devout man went to sleep one night, and dreamed that he was face to face with God.

Urgent message for the Comtest maven

It seems as if Smoky Corners has gone on permanent hiatus. That being the case, I'm making a request for it to be permanently removed from the list of contest entries for December 2016. (It can still remain on site, however, if anyone wants to read it -- maybe as an archived story, as it was my FIRST posting on BCTS...) I may do a re-write one day, but no longer feel it is of the caliber to be included among the other fine stories you received. Thank you.

-H

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My wish

I once had a dear friend.
We shared laughs and tears,
Pains and triumphs.

Now, that friendship is no more.
Forever broken,
Unable to be repaired.

At the time, I thought I was doing the right thing.
But alas! Actions have consequences.
My actions, though indirectly, caused this person much pain.

I never wished tragedy upon this person --
A person who has shown me nothing but trust and friendship.

But I made my decision.
Right, but for all the wrong reasons.

Demons 2.2 Up

I just posted the next "installment" of Inner Demons. It IS NOT a full-fledged chapter, and just explains the transport to
the facility, and Geoff's "indoctrination" into the mental health system, Southern style. Enjoy.

WARNING: This sub-chapter is VERY DARK and somewhat graphic in it's depiction of the abuse. If you have a weak constitution, please READ WITH CAUTION or avoid altogether.

*Kisses*
Haylee V

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Inner Demons, AKA Journals of an Angry Trans Gurl - Chapter 2.2

Inner Demons, AKA "Journals of an Angry Trans Gurl"
© 2017 Haylee V

* This is a true account of my life experiences. All persons portrayed in this story are based on actual people I've met throughout my life, and the events portrayed actually happened. No malice is intended to those individuals involved, and names have been altered to protect the identities of the people portrayed. *

Sister Princess Fan Fiction

OK, so I was up rather late last night watching a wonderful little anime series called Sister Princess, about a boy who fails his high school entrance exam, due to a computer glitch, and is exiled to an island paradise. Upon arrival, he discovers he has a quite large family of sisters (12 in all) he never knew existed. So I was wondering if I could put a spin on the story, and see what would become of it if the characters had been all born male, and as a warped sense of punishment, they had been transformed -- slowly -- by the island into the girls they now were.

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The Machines Win

It's official. The MACHINES have taken over. ABSOLUTELY NO company on Earth is manned by HUMAN BEINGS. You have a problem, go through the infinite maze of button pushing, and maybe -- just maybe (say as the world as we know is ending) -- you might luck up and reach a human voice -- the LAST PERSON ON EARTH (from Outer Mongolia). However, s/he will not understand your language at all, and you will be placed on hold for a moment -- your last thought as you lose your grip on reality will be "I only wanted to get my (cell phone / car / computer / etc.) to work.

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Another Part of "Demons" is up

OK, I know it's shorter than the previous two chapters. It's actually one of three (or so) sub-chapters. They didn't (exactly) fit into how I wanted the story to go, but were necessary to give the background of Geoff's institutionalization / commitment. Since this part wasn't actually a session (per se), I felt it best to include them here. After all, he did attempt suicide... Hope you enjoy these. I'll return to my regular format -- session, journal, and possible song next chapter.

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Inner Demons, AKA Journals of an Angry Trans Gurl - Chapter 2.1

Inner Demons, AKA "Journals of an Angry Trans Gurl"
© 2017 Haylee V

* This is a true account of my life experiences. All persons portrayed in this story are based on actual people I've met throughout my life, and the events portrayed actually happened. No malice is intended to those individuals involved, and names have been altered to protect the identities of the people portrayed. *

Nothing like good music to raise one's spirits

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So I've been just kinda messing around today, trying to get inspired to write some more. I hit up Pandora, and set it to fit my more eclectic style. I've been in a rather tranquil mood today, so I thought I'd start with a little Enya, but she wasn't who I really wanted. I felt myself drifting back to my darker days (in part due to writing Inner Demons), and thought I'd give a group I hadn't played in years another go - Ladysmith Black Mambazo.

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Difference between an Optimist, a Pessimist, and a Realist

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OK, try this one on for size:

In a room, on a bar, sits an ice cold cup of soda, half full.

An Optimist walks in, sees it, and thinks, "Aah. The glass is half-full. It has the potential to be quite refreshing."
A Pessimist walks in, sees it, and thinks, "Rats. The glass is half-empty. There's not enough in it to quench my thirst."
A REALIST walks in, takes one look at the glass, and screams out, "OK, who's the wise guy that drank half my pop?"

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The Mandela Shift, Chapter 4

The Mandela Shift

A collaborative effort of Leila and Haylee V
(c) 2017

*Author's note:

I talked at length with Leila the other day. She is going through a rough patch right now (nothing that should concern our gentle readers, though), and I have had issues with my health and moving into a new residential care facility. She has given me the go-ahead to post the next chapter of our combined saga. We sincerely hope you like what we've come up with.

Haylee V*

Chapter Four

Demons, Chapter 2 Up

Chapter Two of Inner Demons is now up. Included in this chapter is the actual journal entry from back then, as well as the song I wrote after "The Kiss". While not CRITICAL to the story, they do provide background. Every chapter from this point on WILL contain an actual journal entry, which is COMPLETELY OPTIONAL to read. One warning, though: They are EXTREMELY dark -- darker than anything else I have ever written. If you have a weak constitution, then I beg of you: PLEASE skip them.

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Inner Demons, AKA Journals of an Angry Trans Gurl - Chapter 2

Inner Demons, AKA "Journals of an Angry Trans Gurl"
© 2017 Haylee V

* This is a true account of my life experiences. All persons portrayed in this story are based on actual people I've met throughout my life, and the events portrayed actually happened. No malice is intended to those individuals involved, and names have been altered to protect the identities of the people portrayed. *

God's Special Angels

God's Special Angels

A TRUE Story by Haylee V. (C) 2017

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Well, it's taken me about two weeks, but I finally have gotten settled in to my new group home and have tried (somewhat successfully) to befriend my fellow residents. One resident in particular was especially impressed with me--Jason.

New Story Posting

I have posted a new story I hope all my readers will enjoy: Inner Demons, AKA Journals of an Angry Trans Gurl.

To date, it is the LONGEST serial chapter I have ever posted on this site, at over 3,700 words.

Yes, it is COMPLETELY autobiographical.

Yes, it is dark. Future chapters may cause some readers to shudder or sicken at its darkness. Such is my life, and fair warnings will be given at the appropriate times.

Yes, it was painful. Dealing with demons always is.

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Inner Demons, AKA Journals of an Angry Trans Gurl - Chapter 1

Inner Demons, AKA "Journals of an Angry Trans Gurl"
© 2017 Haylee V

* This is a true account of my life experiences. All persons portrayed in this story are based on actual people I've met throughout my life, and the events portrayed actually happened to me or someone close to me. No malice is intended to those individuals involved, and names have been altered to protect the identities of the people portrayed. *

New Story Posting

I just posted updates to Crayola Chronicles: Alicia Steele (please note the title change), as well as chapter 2. Tentative date for chapter 3 is mid-May (17th or so). I have the next chapter of Mandela Shift ready, pending Leila's permission to post, and receipt of her notes for chapters 5 and 6. Smoky Corners 0: A Journey of a Thousand Miles has been started, with hopes of chapter 1 being completed and posted next week. I'm working on revisions to all my SC works, so stay tuned. I'm working on a spin of Beauty and the Beast. Whew! At least they let me write in ICU, huh? LOL...

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Crayola Chronicles, Book 0: Alicia Steele 2

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Chapter Two

About eight weeks after our anniversary, I discovered, much to my surprise and delight, that I was pregnant. I felt like the Fates were finally smiling down on me, and THIS TIME, I'd do everything right by my baby.

You Might Be A Trans...

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Leila and I were talking last night, and we were discussing what would have happened if Jeff Foxworthy had been transgendered.
Here's some of what we came up with:

And now, without further ado, Ms. Jethrene Foxx, with another installment of "You might Be A Trans Person If..."

If you've ever given makeup advice to a woman, you might be a trans...

If your family didn't know your birth name until you were 27...

If you own a cigarette lighter, and you don't smoke...

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What's REALLY going on with me

OK, folks, I have to admit, mt blog "Done" might have gone a little TOO far. It was meant tongue-in-cheek, as an APRIL FOOL'S DAY gag. I have FAR TOO MUCH I want to accomplish here before I leave.

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April Fool's!

I was walking towards the bookstore where we hosted our usual Saturday evening D & D game. It was a beautiful spring day--April first, to be precise, and I was once again acting in my role of Dungeon Master. I had just rounded the corner to the shopping plaza when a strange imp pulled on my sleeve, dragging me into a tiny curio shop in the corner.

The Mandela Shift, Chapter 3

Chapter 3
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"Bethany Carl," she whispers, motioning me to follow- quietly. She stealthily helps me towards the dumpster. Fortunately, we are not discovered. As we reach it, I see an almost invisible door on the side of one of the buildings slide open silently. She pulls me through quickly. As I glance backward, I see the opening fade. In its place is nothing but common brownstone, like everything else around the clinic. "We can talk freely now, Stacey," she says. "The walls are completely soundproof."

Apologies

Sorry, guys and dolls and whatevers (LOL...I'm a 'whatever..'). A recent flareup of my costochondritis , compounded with a pacer malfunction has delayed my writing somewhat. Hopefully, Zelanga chapter 2 will go up sometime tomorrow. Other things are also in the works.

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Smoky Corners 3-NC - Aussie Dreams

OK, so I'm posting this two days early, but I wanted to do something special for a special person on (or at least near) her birthday. Besides, it's Pi Day, so...

Without further ado, I present:

Smoky Corners 3-NC: Aussie Dreams
(c) 2017
Haylee V

Apology

I must apologize to all my readers for letting so much fall by the wayside. With the new pacemaker implanted at Christmas, and the subsequent hack to my account (If you only knew how sorry I am that such a horrendous thing happened to you, 'Dox... *weep*), I haven't been able (or really willing) to post much. Now that I am health(ier), and have a new computer and tighter security measures in place, both on my laptop and on BC in general (Thanks, Pipe, Seph, and Erin! *kiss*), I am in a position once again to write.

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The Winjkte and the Warrior - Glossary

Please bear with me in this endeavor. For some common English phrases, there are no translations (at least none of which I'm aware, anyway), so I took a few liberties, although the translations are (I hope) as accurate as possible. Any error in translation is mine alone, and if you know of a better translation, please PM me and I'll make the necessary changes.

First, the characters themselves:

Story teaser

Here's a brief intro to a novel I plan to write, titled "The Winjkte and the Warrior". It is set in the Midwest in the late 1800s, and is a cross between Pocahontas and Dances With Wolves. Please feel free to comment. And yes, I am part Lakota...

I must admit, though, there are a LOT of Siouxan words and phrases used, and translations are given where appropriate, although most can be gleaned purely through context. When I publish it, whether here or through Amazon, I WILL include a glossary to aid my readers.

The Mandela Shift, Chapter 2

The Mandela Effect
(c) 2017
A collaboration by Leila and Haylee V
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Chapter 2

Smoke envelops the room. Oh God! It's started! Nobody waited for the orders to be signed! Were they targeting me? The living room billows with smoke. My exit is blocked. What do I have on me? I spy my luggage through the flames. I can't get to it. My purse and my wallet are there. NO! My eye catches a glimpse of the sunlight peering through my bedroom window. The smoke builds in the room.

A Collection of My Poetry

Author's note: The poems presented below are the copyrighted works of Ronald Heyward Bailey, Junior, known here on Big Closet under the pseudonym of Haylee V. If you have found them on any sites other than poetry.com (now lulu.com) or here, then you are reading pirated copies.

For Marcus
(c) 2001

Too many nights of eating cold Taco Bell burritos
And getting drunk off of cheap wine and tequila & coke

The Mandela Shift

I hope you enjoy this foray into my darker side. Please remember to like, kudos, and/or comment, even if there's something you disliked about it. All CONSTRUCTIVE criticism (even the negative ones) is greatly appreciated.

*kisses*
Haylee V

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Bad news

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I'm Baaaaaack!... (maniacal laughter)

On the serious side:

I have a BRAND NEW laptop, and have implemented some pretty major security upgrades to (hopefully) insure no further attacks from hackers. With the new threat of piracy, however, I am adding measures to my work to prevent piracy.

New stories are in the works, as well as MAJOR upgrades/revisions/additions to the old ones. Teasers will be posted soon.

*kisses*
HayleeV

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